Mayer introduced, "This is Mr. Herag, a Level 2 Wizard, an official mber of Serlandir, a renowned Alchemist and Witch Array Master, and a recipient of the First-Class Honor dal of Serlandir."
Mayer was indeed very familiar with Herag, recounting Herag’s accomplishnts as if they were at his fingertips.
"Hello, Mr. Herag." As soon as Misu heard that a prominent figure had arrived, she put down her spoon and gave a slight curtsey.
"Hello." Herag nodded and said no more.
Herag was very familiar with his devout follower, knowing exactly where her aspirations lay.
Misu prayed to him daily, contributing a significant amount of Wish Power.
Seeing the real person here at this mont, Herag felt sothing peculiar.
"Mr. Herag, what brings you to our Farrell Family?" Although Misu found Herag amiable, she asked cautiously.
She knew Mayer too well, soone who never did anything reliable.
Therefore, after seeing Mayer bring in several strangers, she sensed so issues and voiced her inquiry.
"Mr. Mayer is selling his Heart of Molten Fire, and I ca specifically to purchase it," Herag said.
Misu’s beautiful eyes widened a little, and she looked at Mayer with annoyance, scolding, "Mayer! What have you done! The Heart of Molten Fire isn’t sothing to be sold to others! It’s a keepsake left by the Farrell Family for its descendants."
Being scolded by Misu in front of others, Mayer’s face couldn’t hold it, and he shouted loudly, "I’m the youngest son of the Farrell Family. Is there a problem if I sell so of my family’s belongings? Look at anyone in our family using that thing now? I sell what I’m not using, it’s none of your business."
"Fine! I won’t care, I’ll go tell sister and see if she cares." Misu said as she walked out of the courtyard, a fragrant breeze arose as she passed by Herag.
Watching Misu leave, Mayer was still very angry and only spoke after a while, "Mr. Herag, follow , don’t mind her."
Herag said nothing; these family matters had nothing to do with him, as his goal was the Heart of Molten Fire anyway.
The other things were not important.
Mayer led Herag to a palace-like building, stepping on the smooth, shiny marble floor made a thunk thunk sound.
Herag glanced more at a room as he passed it; he noticed this was Misu’s room, where she bathed in the large bathtub every ti.
From Herag’s observation, Misu and Mayer lived separately; Misu’s room contained only her things, none of anyone else’s belongings.
These two were nominally married in na only; Mayer lacked those capabilities, leading to this marital relationship being in na only.
Moreover, Mayer himself was not ambitious, and the two usually exchanged only a few words, let alone cultivated feelings.
Mayer’s room was at the far end, also the largest one.
His treasure vault was located inside the hidden room of the bedroom.
Herag didn’t follow him in but waited outside.
Mayer was originally worried about being robbed, but now it seed he overthought.
After a while, Mayer erged from his treasure vault, holding a black stone in his hand, and said, "Mr. Herag, this is the Heart of Molten Fire."
Herag took it, examined it, and sniffed the scent to confirm it was the Heart of Molten Fire.
Although the Heart of Molten Fire was rare, there was a lot of related information that Herag was well aware of.
This thing usually looked like an ordinary stone, nothing special.
The usage thod was rather unique, requiring a special blend of Magic Potion.
The Heart of Molten Fire would only reveal its true form after being mixed into a Magic Potion.
Herag looked at it for a while, then said, "Take out the Talisman Stone, and I’ll transfer the money to you."
He didn’t exploit the situation, nor did he push Mayer into a dead end; everything should not be done to the extre.
There was no life-and-death feud between them, no need to go to that extent; they should just follow the normal trading process.
Mayer originally wanted to say sothing, but considering it, he thought better of causing more trouble, first getting the Magic Stone in hand.
He was afraid that saying a few more words would make Herag not pay directly.
Although if Herag didn’t pay, he could complain to Serlandir.
But with Herag’s status, even if the complaint was effective, it might take a long ti.
Herag straightforwardly transferred four hundred thousand Magic Stones over, leaving only about one hundred and fifty thousand in the Talisman Stone’s balance.
Adding the fifteen thousand Magic Stones in the Space Ring, now there was a total of only thirty thousand Magic Stones.
Mayer breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the Magic Stones credited.
Although the main purpose of this trip was not achieved, and he couldn’t win over Herag, fortunately, the Magic Stones were eventually secured.
Although not as profitable, at least it wasn’t a loss.
After receiving the Heart of Molten Fire, Herag led the two assistants from the Nightingale Comrce Association and walked out.
"Mr. Herag, wait, there’s a banquet tonight, would you be kind enough to attend?" Mayer asked.
"No ti." Herag said directly and left with the two assistants.
Just as he left, he heard a female voice from behind, "Mayer! What foolish thing did you do again!"
If Herag guessed correctly, that should be Dani Farrell of the Farrell Family.
He had heard of her, a very capable woman; one could say the Farrell Family was now reliant on her support.
The eldest son of the Farrell Family, Slo, almost ignored family matters, devoting himself to Wizardry research, and was a Level 2 Wizard.
However, Slo was not an official mber of Serlandir.
He had been invited before, but this person had an eccentric nature, having no interest in joining any of these forces.
Herag didn’t bother to deal with the family’s trivial matters; one of his objectives for coming had been achieved.
Next was the second matter, just waiting to see if Fran would co.
Herag glanced at the toad on his shoulder, its eyes darting around, observing everything.
Due to the late hour, Herag needed to stay overnight in Shahai City for a rest before returning to Silver Moon City tomorrow.
Shahai City also had Nightingale Comrce Association properties, where Herag and his companions stayed at the Nightingale Inn.
When Herag lay on the inn’s soft bed, the door suddenly knocked.
He walked to the door, opened it, and found the one knocking was his female assistant Xilin.
"Is there sothing?" Herag asked.
Xilin said, "Sir, Mr. Luochi, the president of Shahai City’s Magic Pharmacist Association, has co, and he has specially invited you to attend a banquet."
Herag didn’t even need to think, knowing it must be Mayer’s doing.
Mayer knew he couldn’t invite Herag himself, so he talked about this with the people from the Magic Pharmacist Association.
The president of the Magic Pharmacist Association’s branch had co, and Herag knew it was hard to refuse.
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